[ Oh. Yes. That. Just when he thought they might have begun to move a little bit on from that, it came around to bite them again. In a karmatic sense, he supposed they deserved it, but even so, it was becoming tiresome. The accounts, as far as he could tell, had been settled with the parties most involved - even though he could understand the anger of close friends.
He sighed, working at the cloth to bring up the suds. His heart did a little skip when Fenris admitted his concern, his mouth quirking the tiniest bit at one corner to betray the sensation. ]
That is for me to deal with them about - cross that bridge when you get, there as they say. Though I appreciate the heads up.
[ He held up the cloth, dripping soap. ]
Now help a sore man wash his back?
[ Something nice, to ease the sting of loss and the contemplation of an unhappy reunion with a former friend, if Fenris' words were anything to go by. ]
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He sighed, working at the cloth to bring up the suds. His heart did a little skip when Fenris admitted his concern, his mouth quirking the tiniest bit at one corner to betray the sensation. ]
That is for me to deal with them about - cross that bridge when you get, there as they say. Though I appreciate the heads up.
[ He held up the cloth, dripping soap. ]
Now help a sore man wash his back?
[ Something nice, to ease the sting of loss and the contemplation of an unhappy reunion with a former friend, if Fenris' words were anything to go by. ]